Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Turkmenistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Procol Harum to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Depeche Mode,
Main Source,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bronski Beat,
Dual Sessions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joy Division,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Moss Icon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quadrant,
Aloha Tigers,
Junior Murvin,
Organ,
Eurythmics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Offenders,
the Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Heaven 17,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Divine Comedy,
Anakelly,
The Smoke,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
The Move,
Henry Cow,
Faraquet,
Patti Smith,
The Durutti Column,
The Gories,
The Golliwogs,
Roger Hodgson,
Blake Baxter,
Vainqueur,
Arab on Radar,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.